Killer Moths

The killer moths are in town!
All the world will frown.
They flew down from
Paleytown,
And they’re here to stay.
The killer moths have jaws,
And slithery spider claws.
But they have no cause, and
Have no laws,
And they won’t go away.
The killer moths like blood,
And rolling in the mud.
Covered in crud, and
Saying “thud,”
They fly through the air.
The killer moths, they kill
With their shiny drill.
They eat their fill of
All they will, and
Drop it in your hair.